The Origins of Me: Gaming
Today is a super special day in my life, because it is the day that a very special person was born in my life--and it ain't me.
Let's talk about my brother, because it's his birthday today, and he's the reason I got into gaming at all. Let me set the stage for you: it was a warm, sunny evening in Central Oregon. The summer sunlight, in that lazy stretch towards evening, filtered into my grandparent's library (for the lack of a better term). The sunlight was dust filled, in that parched, low humidity, volcanic soil way that Central Oregon is built upon. I had just taken a bath, and my hair was dripping onto my nightshirt and down my back.
Look, some memories just stick with you, okay?
Now, what I was reading was a thin book, kind of worn, but worn in the way that only love can do. In it, there were stories of heroes, and monsters, and fantastic magic items. Lots and lots of tables of numbers that scaled up and scaled down. And MAPS. I had never seen maps like that! Symbols, and elevations, and grids, oh my!
Basic Dungeons & Dragons was that book. My brother had given it for me to read, because he wanted to play with me. (Close friends to play with were hard to find at the time.) That book, and the host of ones that followed over the next *mumble* years, changed my life, and for the better.
So here's to you, Bro-Bro, and the Caves of Chay-oss, and the splatted, stabbed, smeared, burnt, melted, and crushed adventurers along the way. Maybe someday we'll get back to our homebrew setting. :D
Art Supply of the Week: Ticonderoga #2 Pencil
Since we're going all nostalgic here, let's get back to the basics: a Ticonderoga #2 pencil. I have other favorites, but these are ubiquitious and reliable as all heck. And hey, they also come in holographic exterior/black core, which is pretty as all get-out! ...Yes, I have some.
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